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Christian's pov.

I thought again on how it all started. How she came into my life unexpectedly. So much so as to render his presence precious and irreplaceable. Each passing day, I suppose I started realizing and gradually, as the months went past, she became important to me. I picked up my phone and checked if there is a message. No. My heart started sinking. How will I be able to manage without seeing to her?

I never wanted this day to come. How painful has become for me. I thought of calling her but I knew I cannot. I was in great dilemma. How difficult it is to accept circumstances which are beyond your control to feel helpless.

A week has passed like this. There was no contact. I was depressed, pessimistic, and hopeless. I decided to call her. But I waited. And then I couldn't once again. I acknowledge that I made numerous mistakes.

I was nowhere in her life now. I sensed I'd miss her and that idea was unbearable to me. Besides, the thought of I pining away for her was too much to bear. I wondered, if I am on the right track or not. I again felt helpless and confused about this new chapter in my life.

I thought it was not meant to be ended this way. She suffered this thing. I regret I am a person with strong character. I am a moron. I am burning of regret. I broke her heart, hope and eventually lost myself. She and I. Are we meant to be apart or to broken? I became addicted to her presence and I dnt want to let the things to go away.

I was started loving my life and I could feel myself. It was her who made me realise I am alive. I started hating myself again. One can't love anyone else if you don't love yourself. I hurt her sentiments. She is in my mind running all day long. I am still in hope as this is not the end we deserve. I think we have a strong connection and a bond that tie us together for a very long journey.

My work has always been my best escape from all. I knew that something was missing even after having almost everything one could have. Ana is pretty, simple, sweet, generous and the best anyone could think of, brilliant in student. I really does not deserve a good person like her in my life. Her eyes can see into your heart and soul.

As it is difficult to live with own failures. I hate me.

The only presence I wake up with is my glacial, grey sheets. The inside of my head is like some gross stew the cafeteria wouldn't even serve. I look at my closed door with empty eyes, asking myself how I'm going to open it. This morning I move around, dragging my soul and make my way to the bathroom. I look in the mirror and I see a ghost. So many emotions in my mind but all I see is fear.

Panic reaches my skin. I start started to shake and I've lost all the feeling. My chest is heavy. Anxiety comes knocking and there's nothing left of me. My demons have came again. I'm drowning.

I control and dominate.

All her tears I can imagine keep shedding. I know I'm the one losing.

I only hear silence and my enduring sigh. "What the f**k are you doing to yourself, Grey?! If I keep locking myself from everything I will bring myself to my own fall and she won't be there to help me. It's my damn life.

It's curious how people close to you function. They want the best for you, they want you to be happy, they want you to keep moving on, and enjoy life. I have to get together and stop focusing on negativity, Grey!

I can't stop focusing on this. I don't want to stop. I am now in the shadow of his agonizing absence.

"Do you think she would want to see you in such a state, Grey!?"

I don't think so. I'll get through this

"Shut up!"

All those feelings, that would twist these knives in you soul in a dangerously slow process.

I then walk out of my room and my eyes stared into my living room. I then close my eyes, fearing any movement of my body. My head is heavy to lift up anyway. I'm deafened by this silence of my cry. Suddenly, I can feel her delicious warmth and love progressively enters my body as it embraces me. I find myself breathing and hold myself in my arms. I then feel as quiet as the morning sea. I crack a smile on my face. That's feel good.

Ana's pov.

I started crying loudly out while driving my car. I could not control my emotions anymore. I needed to stop my vehicle aside and needed to breathe. I have to accept the reality that got crushed under the brutal truth. Everything I did for the first time. The way I feel for him, I never felt for anyone else. The Harsh truth

I was both angry and completely broken. I hated myself to being so needy for him. We cannot be together but maybe in another chapter of a new life I could be with him. But here I am, alone in the empty silence filled with unanswered questions.

Stories of love are they only tales or have any truth at all?

I met you and the depth of your voice ... Thinks about it too often. Could I really hate him ? I don't know whether we will meet ever again in this lifetime or not. I only know that in my soul he stays but don't still able to clear that what kind of feelings he has for me.

"Dont cry anymore, Ana!"

That's enough!

I stand there in my room, staring at the open window. I hold down by immense mental and physical fatigue that captivated my whole being and seem to engulf her soul as well. I"m motionless except when a sob escape my throat and shake me violently. I cry myself uncontrollably.

A few days later, all of a sudden I arose as though awakened from a bad dream. I could feel the delicious breath of rain that was pervading the atmosphere. I felt a bit calm and composed. Through the window could be seen the passing clouds.

I could feel my face had a different expression. Then my gaze was concentrated far away.

My intuition could sense something coming. What could it be? I just could not understand because it was too indistinctive and evasive to define. But I could feel it. I started becoming conscious. My empty stare look disappeared from my eyes. I could hear my pulse beating fast and the blood racing through my body which warmed and eased it again. What could this feeling of love?

On the other side of the room's closed door, Kate was banging the door begging me to open the door and let her in.

" Ana, please open the door. I want to see you. Please."

" Don't you worry about me. I'm fine."

Soon my mind started racing over those days that were yet to come. I stood up and open the door. She wrapped her hands around me. A few seconds later, we turned our gaze towards the door. Someone was knocking to the door.

"Who can it be?"I was thinking.

Kate headed to the door and checked the peephole.

"Who is it?" I asked her, feeling sudden joy I felt inside of me.

I didn't know why.

Kate opened the door and my eyes met with that of Christian's.

"An unexpected visit." she said in a sober tone.

It was quite understandable. Then I started saying to myself; "Always trust in your intuition."

"I"m gonna take a walk."

"Kate, you don't have to..."

"That's fine."

She looked at me and smiled.

"See you later."

When she let us, I only said;"I think we should have a serious talk." Christian just nodded.